Seventy:
Zaan Pulfer
“I don’t like this idea,” said The High Priestess.
I’d taken Raoul with me to the coven. Now, we were in The High Priestess’s tent, and we were trying to convince her to work with the Prince.
“We don’t have any other choice,” I said, “there’s an actual God that’s come here. The same god has Crimson kidnapped and is planning on using her in order to complete some creepy, ancient ritual to get rid of the night and make an eternal sun.”
“Where’s his brother?” The High Priestess asked. “Where’s Catesby? He was half dead, recovering from wounds that his second in command gave him. Did you kill him, wolf?”
“No,” said Raoul, “I didn’t kill him. As far as I know, he is still alive. Of course, he
